Chapter Sixteen

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    Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, as the time goes by. Monday thru Friday I spend my days training, and working on my powers. The weekends I'm able to rest, and recooperate. I am over halfway through my pregnancy now, a couple days shy of twenty seven weeks. I am getting huge. Before long I swear I won't be able to walk through the doorframes. Okay, maybe I'm being a bit over dramatic. I have gained about twenty five pounds so far with this little intruder inside of me, which by the way is indeed a boy. I assumed, like father like son. No, this intruder doesn't have a name. I am just beyond ready to birth this little fucker out, and kill his evil ass. Yeah, I know how harsh that sounds. Caleb, Sebastian, as well as the other security team guys, all cringe when I say this so bluntly. It's the truth, and I'm not going to sugar coat it. It's an easy pregnancy, as far as being pregnant is concerned. However, the intruder is evil, and the compulsion spell that he's doing between Sebastian and I, is strong. I can promise you between training, and fucking, I am in the best shape of my life, physically. The compulsion spell and hormones combined have me fucking Sebastian at least three to five times a day. It's ridiculous. Sometimes the weekends just turn into a fuck fest between us. Caleb assures me it's because the baby is trying hard to drive that wedge between us. Not going too well for the little shit though. Caleb and I are just as close as we were in the beginning. If not more so now. I care so much about Caleb, I'm afraid of what will happen if my father gets his hands on him. Lucifer will flay the skin off his bones, and keep him alive the entire time he does it. That's just the beginning of the torture he would inflict upon Caleb.

    The nightmares started this month. I have one every time I go to sleep. Lucifer is still unable to reach me with the spell God gave us, but the intruder is the one to blame for these nightmares. I get to see Caleb being tortured and killed every time I close my eyes to sleep. I can't unsee it when I wake up. I know this is a new tactic to separate us from each other. Trying to let it work, however, I have become fearful of what's to come.

    According to everyone in this house, as well as God, since he's the one keeping us updated, everything is quiet on Lucifer's end. Which is raising some major red flags. We all know how badly he wants to get his hands back on me, as well as how much he wants this baby to stay alive. He's scheming, and up to something, that will end very badly. With a lot of casualties. I try to think of what kind of scheme and trickery he could be plotting, only to have the intruder work up that spell a little stronger, and to be underneath Sebastian five minutes later.

    Sebastian is becoming more jealous and aggressive every day. I told Caleb I'm worried about his mental state. He doesn't take my friendship with Caleb well. He even stays in the room with me now when Lyles does the baby doctor appointments. This dark powered compulsion spell is taking its toll on him. Even though we don't fight against it anymore, it gets stronger every day. It's worrisome. Sebastian is also becoming more secretive. The other members of the security team was talking about how he's been doing these little disappearing acts. They don't know where he's been sneaking off to, or why. It's weird. They was confiding this to Caleb, I just happened to over hear. Reed said whenever he asks Sebastian where he's been at, he says he's just trying to blow off excess steam he's feeling from the compulsion spell. If that's the case, then I can understand the need to do that. It's a lot. However, I have this nagging gut feeling that's not the truth.

    "Earth to Carmen, you back with us?" I hear Caleb say as he snaps his fingers in front of my face. Shit, I'm spacing out again.

    "Yeah, sorry, had a lot on my mind." I say with a shrug.

    "I could tell, smoke was starting to come out of your ears." he laughs, then being the dork he is, chokes on his own laugh. I snorted at his response, but choking on his own laughter? I am rolling with laughter. Tears coming out and everything.

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